歌词
Ghosts between the fog and sky
Believe their lives are between lights
From their points in time and space
Ascending at increasing rates
Sad blank eyes on droplets white
As they gather their ascent
Not one knows what time has meant
Ghosts between forevers past and
Ends of futures snipped as twine
Lifted spirits blown as sand
Floating unencumbered minds
Infinite moments pass as one
Reality has come undone
Every thought is a lament
Come, it is your turn to live
Over the fog in a soul sieve
Meeting those made of light, raining up toward the sky